The dress was a week ago - WTF?!

Sorry guys. I thought I already wrote this post, but apparently not and NOW I have more to add to it (which is now a second post).

So on Wednesday (last week) I met with Susan to see my dress... it is getting close to the final stages and it is almost time for me to take it home; in fact, the next time I see the dress will be with Cassy, when she learns to tie it up... at that point it will have the lining in and all the bits tweaked. It would be ready to go home, but I think its too soon and I will wait till late June to pick it up.

Anyway... how did it go? It was great. The dress is really coming along and the more I see it the more I love it. It's not quite there, but its so close. Susan is so patience with my ridiculous requests and never makes me feel bad about saying the same thing NINE times.



Just a little taste... of my little waist!

 I can jump and wiggle in it... trust me I tried. Susan is going to smooth out some of the pleating... its soft and 'romantic' right now, which translates (in my head) to messy and unfinished. She is going to steam the pleats and make everything lay flat. On the upside the ribbon was all in place and we could actually tie is up.... it makes my waist look super little (awesome) and my boobs look small too, which isn't a terrible thing. We still need to tweak the right boob, because it seems to be shrinking, but we're all over it. I am only a little nervous, because we've talked about it several times, but I am terrible at articulating the problem. I just know I don't like it and as I told Susan 'Richard, is a Boob man. That is where his eye is going to focus, I need it to be perfect.'

I am hoping next week everything will be resolved and I can finally fall in love with my dress. I just want it to look like the original more than it does... I don't want to be picky, but I am afraid that if I don't speak up I won't love it. Hmpf.

Love!

UPDATE: My heart just sunk... I looked at me in the original dress, compared to me in this dress... and I hate it. Uh-Oh. I know mine isn't done, but the things I loved most about my dress are the things that seem to have disappeared. The pleating on the chest, the cascading pleats across the middle and the sunken bussle at the bottom. I think I need to send a picture over to Susan as a reminder of what I want... I don't want to be a PITA or anything, but I feel like this has to be perfect.